Sophia Marino lived with her aunt in America since she was 7, her mom died when she was still a baby and she would visit her family during holiday. Now twenty four working a boring office job she went clubbing one night to relax and get laid. She got laid, but she also got pregnant by one of the most ruthless men out there, Russian mafia leader Vasily Petrov. She was his the moment he saw her goofing around on the dance floor and brought her to his hotel room, the pregnancy part was just more motivation to get her, not that he would have backed down or needed extra motivation to have her. Like every other mafia man, he got what he wanted no matter what he had to do *Warning - violence, swearing, mature I guess*

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

"Ooo girl look, look, look." She tapped her shoulder repeatedly. Euphoria looked to the entrance instinctively only to see the man she had seen in the alley the first night she worked here. Her breath hitched as she watched them walk in. She never dared to tell a soul about what she'd seen that night. She wasn't looking for any trouble. Especially when he let her go."Who is he?" "That bambina, is no other than Demetrius D'Agostino. The Godfather. He's basically the Capo of all the Capo's. You see Jamal is a Capo, Yes? But he is the top Capo making him the boss of Jamal and all others like him. Everybody answers to him. Nothing travels unnoticed by him. He's the King of the underworld. He owns the politicians, the President and the law. He has everyone in the palm of his hand. His family has been the most ruthless and merciless mafia family to live. Rumor has it that he's the worst society has seen but the best the underworld has ever that's led the D'Agostino family. He is all bad bambina, you should stay as far away from him as much you can." "After what you just told me. I'll do exactly that. No need to tell me twice." 🚫18 CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT/ ADULT THEMES DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE IMAGES USED IN THE BOOK‼️ ⚠️Read at own risk⚠️

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[COMPLETED] "My husband-" "Forget your fucking husband because as harsh as it sounds, baby, he's very much forgotten about you." My face morphs into shock at Ollie's outburst. The once shy man adjusts the glasses on his face and looks away from me- a small blush etching onto his cheeks. "Why can't you just leave him and be with me?" He whispers, looking back at me with his beautiful brown eyes, that are now filed with sadness. I gulp. +++ Lilah Bradford has been married to Dale Bradford for two years. Like every marriage, it started perfectly, but as time went on it's almost as if Dale has forgotten that he has a beautiful wife. All Lilah can feel is neglect and sorrow as her marriage begins to crumble right through her fingers. But all changes for the brown-skinned beauty when she meets Dale's new boss, Ollie Burhan. #1 in hot / 21st Nov 2021

[COMPLETED] "We both want you." Enzo tells me and I look cautiously at Killian who stares at me with an intense glare. I gulp and look away from the intimidating man. "Both?" I whisper with wide eyes and Enzo smiles, nodding his head. "Do you want that, baby? Two men pleasuring you." He brushes his knuckle against my cheek and then rubs the pad of his thumb along my bottom lip. "Open up for me." I stare at him with wide eyes and then clench my thighs together . What the hell am I getting myself into?! ••• Enzo and Killian are two dominants who have spent years trying to find the perfect submissive. They are just about to give up when they suddenly come across Elodie, a beautiful young woman who has the two dominants wrapped around her finger in an instant. But will Elodie be able to deal with their demands as well as their dark past. #1 in Polyamory 1st June 2021 - 29sept'21 #1 in heartbreak 5th sept 2021 #1 in bdsmrelationship 29 sept 2021 #1 in cute 29 sept 2021

"Why did you call me here, Serenity?" He said, stepping closer to me. I stammered as I moved back. His hand slapped against the wall as my back pressed against it. "It was a mistake," I whispered. "Was it?" His hand slid down the wall as he stared intensely into my eyes. "Yes." "Do you want to know what I think? I think you purposely called me and left your door unlocked. You wanted me to walk in on you playing with yourself" Mikkel's hand moved down to pull my robe apart, exposing my naked body. "I don't know what you're talking about," I shook my head, trying to deny the fact that he was indeed right. "I think you do, Serenity. Tell me, did you think about me while your fingers were inside yourself? Did you think about how you'd give everything to have me inside of you again, pounding into you until you're coming and screaming my name?"

"You might be feared by others, but it doesn't work with me. I don't care about your little mob job." "Sasha, I'm warning you," he said through gritted teeth. "Sorry, Daddy," I said jokingly. Christophe was livid before, but when I called him that, I saw lust in his eyes. Christophe reached down and wrapped his hand around my throat. I looked into his eyes and bit my plumped bottom lip. "Is this what you want? Do you like making me mad?" When I smirked, he turned me around then pushed me up against the wall. "Answer me," he demanded. * Sasha Harris is a fiery 20-year-old who is looking to have fun in her last year of college. She's used to being in control of everything, but that's until she runs into Christophe Miller, the son of one of the most feared mob bosses. Christophe is ruthless and domineering. Once these two dominants meet, they can't help the passion that they have for each other, but they are sure to clash. **Mature Content** Cover made by _saharaa3